Second Chance~Lams

Chapter 1~The Balcony Incident

3rd Person

Alone does Laurens succumb to his sorrow by the balcony of the Schuyler mansions second floor, a miserable sobbing mess as his best friend and...what he once thought his soulmate , dances with the love of his life. The wine in his glass remains untouched, dancing with his pain and lack of desire to drain it, for it would mean the acceptance in the coming absence of Alexander along side of him.

To the sky, he attempts a smile. Alas it falls short into a frown. "I should've done what you'll always do, Alex," He whispers to the stars. "I should've told you how I really felt when I had the chance..." Tears well up in his eyes, and he blinks to let them fall down his cheeks. "I shouldn't have thrown away my shot."

"But you need her." He reminds himself. "I remember how you've always wanted such a woman to be by your side till the end of your days. You even wrote me all the things you wished for in a wife. I- I..." Laurens chokes on his words, never once feeling so foolishly naive in his entire life. "I was stupid enough to think you wouldn't find one with your ridiculously high standards. But I was wrong." He turns to take a quick peek of the ballroom, where the pure and beautiful bride twirls in the arms of the painfully dashing and handsome groom. Laurens' heart aches, but there is nothing to be done. Perhaps...they are simply born in the wrong era. At the wrong lifetime.

He downs his wine, though not as a toast to the newlywed-it will take a long time for him to adjust. After Alexanders brief utopia with the Schuyler daughter, they have a war to fight and win. His feelings won't matter at all.

"For the revolution," He cheers weakly and again attempts another smile. This time, he is able to hold it , for he raises his glass for the independence of his country and every man that lives in it. That's what matters most right?

Quietly does he continue lamenting, now more at ease thanks to the wine , when a glimpse of a gown passes by the corner of his eye. An audible thump of back against a wall as the figure slides down towards the floor. Soft sobbing follows, and to Laurens' surprise: it comes from Angelica Schuyler, the maid of honer. At first he assumes she can't bear the thought of giving her sister up to Alexander - Which is understandable, considering the man is buckwild at every corner - until a realization sets.

"Hey..." He calls out, not in effort to hide his cracked voice. And he holds his smile to assure her that they are in the same boat, bearing the same suffering; a from the same insufferable man, Alexander Hamilton.

God dammit Alexander. 

"God..I know Eliza will be happy with him but..still." Angelica choked out. Laurens stayed quiet until a thing appeared in front of the two of the on the balcony railing. "Holy- Angelica, do you see that?" Laurens said in surprise. Angelica shook her head, "Laurens, I think you had to much to drink." She got up and went back into the ballroom.

The thing jumped off the railing onto the balcony and began walking towards Laurens. "Um..hey?" Laurens said. "Don't be afraid. I'm here to help." The figure said and held out there hand.

"Oh wait..sorry I should have introduced myself. My name is Anna. I'm not exactly what one would call..human. But once again, i'm here to help." Anna explained. "Help how?" Laurens asked, a desperate look in his eyes.

"Well...I can give you a second chance with that Alexander boy. Just take my hand." Anna assured him. Laurens seemed reluctant to take it but then just decided screw it all and took her hand.

Then everything went black.

(A/N : ight ladies, gentlemen and non-binary folk, that was chapter 1 of Second Chance! By the way, I should clarify that everything I typed out before Angelica speaks I stole from the comment section of Morci's satisfied animatic which you should go check out)